Lee– A Former Mormon Bishop – I have spent many years in various Leadership positions of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I have found many of the most fundamental teachings of the LDS Church to be completely out of harmony with the Lord’s teachings in the Bible. As a former Mormon Bishop and member who had served that Church for over 32 years and as one who researched and documented what I have learned, I have come to know the true Lord Jesus Christ and His Grace. Read Lee’s Story out of Mormonism.

Rob – I was born into an LDS home and raised in Salt Lake City, Utah. In my teenage years, I became disillusioned by the inconsistencies I found within the LDS Church. For many years, I believed that I didn’t need God in my life, but yet I still considered myself a Mormon. Finally, my search for the truth about God and what He has to offer led me to the REAL Jesus of the Bible. After I accepted the Lord, I was able to help lead Laura (my future wife at the time) to the Lord.Read Rob’s Story out of Mormonism.

Laura(Rob’s wife) – I was born as a Navajo Indian and raised in an LDS foster family in Utah. As a Mormon, I was proud of my heritage as a “Lamanite” descendant of Book of Mormon people. But as a young adult, I fell away because I was unable to live up to all of the Church’s standards. “No one can be that perfect!” I thought. Then I started dating Rob who was an ex-Mormon. He too had been raised LDS, but had come to know the REAL Jesus of the Bible. Through Rob’s patience and the Holy Spirit’s persistence, I accepted this Jesus into my life and found perfect righteousness in Him! Read Laura’s Story out of Mormonism.

Phillip – Raised Mormon and born with an inquisitive mind, I had many questions about the inconsistencies I saw between Mormon doctrine and practice. When I questioned the LDS leadership about these problems, I was excommunicated for my “lack of faith,” and disowned by my LDS family. When my new wife, Cheryl, was baptized into Mormonism, I too was reinstated into the Church. Immediately my Mormon family welcomed me back, but this was short lived when doubts and unanswered questions began to resurface in my mind. After five years of research, I knew Mormonism was false, but how would I convince Cheryl? Read Phillip’s Story Out of Mormonism.

Jennifer – Growing up, I never felt wanted. My parent’s relationship with each other was not good and when my mom died when I was 12 years old, I was left alone most of the time. Although I accepted Christ 3 months before she died, I was unprepared for the spiritual turmoil I faced when my church fell apart. This is when the Mormon missionaries showed up at my door and told me the story of my parent’s early involvement in Mormonism. I was intrigued by it, so I decided to try it out, even being baptized for the dead and receiving my endowments in the temple. What a creepy experience that was! I moved away to try to get away from the Mormons, but even there they found me! If it wasn’t for the Christian friends I don’t know if I would have had the strength to leave Mormonism for good. Read Jennifer’s Story Out of Mormonism.

Chuck – My wife and I were lifelong members in the LDS Church. We were sealed in the Seattle Temple for all time and eternity as husband and wife. It wasn’t long and we were on our way to raising a family of 5 children of our own. Our family’s eternal salvation depended on our ability to perform and meet all obligations required and expected by the Church. So we all pressed on, putting on that Sunday face that hides the real feelings we possess from wear and tear, over extending ourselves in callings to serve, and over-committing additional time that will eventually lead to mindless insanity. Is this truly God’s plan for happiness? Read Chuck’s Story Out of Mormonism.

Mary – I was drawn to the Mormon religion because they had answers to the questions I was asking. Their answers seemed logical and something I could wrap my life around. The religion was very structured and that suited my personality quite well. My husband and I were sealed in the temple. For at least 13 of my 15 years as a Mormon, I carried and regularly used my temple recommend. At one point, I even served as the Stake Young Women’s President, but when I got divorced, the Church excommunicated me. Then, God got my attention and I became a true adopted child of God. Read Mary’s Story out of Mormonism.

Matthew – One day, I felt an overwhelming desire to know Christ. So, I picked up my copy of the Book of Mormon and started to read it. The first thing that I noticed was a picture of Jesus Christ with his hands on top of the head of the Apostle John ordaining him. It was a powerful picture! I wanted what I had seen in the Mormon missionaries who had visited me. For 9 years, I was active in Mormonism and even served a mission for the LDS Church. Then, I discovered the truth about Joseph Smith. I realized that I had been deceived and that the reason I felt empty was because I was looking toward a religion to fill a gap that only a personal relationship with Christ can fill. Read Matthew’s Story out of Mormonism.

Bev – I was born and raised LDS in the state of Idaho. My family heritage goes back to the Prophet Joseph Smith. For 40 years, I struggled to find answers to my spiritual questions… No one could answer my questions in a way that seemed right, and I was told by the Mormon Church that I did not have enough “faith”… My spiritual journey is amazing! No one can take you by the hand and show you the way except Jesus. It’s a Relationship —not a Religion, not a Church— but a Relationship with the Lord that is the way to eternal life with God! Read Bev’s Story out of Mormonism.

Rocky and Helen – Rocky was raised as a 6th generational Mormon. When challenged by his wife Helen, who came to salvation in Christ through her research into Mormonism, he adamantly refused and set out to prove her wrong. Then in 1986, while attending the Bible Studies of a cowboy preacher, Rocky was saved. He and his wife have been exposing Mormonism and preaching the REAL Jesus ever since. Read Rocky’s Story Out of Mormonism.

Daniel – I grew up in a splinter group of Mormonism called the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (also known as the Community of Christ or RLDS). It taught a “feel good” spirituality. When they could not answer my questions, I gave up on “religion” altogether and believed that nobody had answers. But God had other plans. Through Bob, a Christian who took his faith seriously, I found what being “saved” and “born again” is all about. Read Daniel’s Story out of RLDS Mormonism.

Ron – I was a fifth generation member of the RLDS faction of Mormonism (now called Community of Christ). Every childhood memory was formed in a home-life of deep commitment to the teachings of the Book of Mormon. My great-great-grandfather was converted to the church in the latter half of the 19th century and later rose to the office of Apostle. Leaving the group was a traumatic choice. It left me deeply confused about God and what had happened to my life and family. For a time, it was even too painful to read from the Scriptures. Finally, the Lord touched the confusion of my mind, healed me and opened my eyes to see what he’d intended for me all along. Read Ron’s Story out of RLDS Mormonism.

Brenda -As a young mother, lonely for friendship and a substitute “family,” I joined the LDS Church. I embraced Mormonism and all that the LDS Church had to offer. My life was full of Church activity, but yet so empty? Why? What was missing? I wondered. When my only child committed suicide, I did not find hope and healing in the LDS Church, but in a personal relationship with the true Jesus of the Bible. Read Brenda’s Story out of Mormonism.

Scott – One day at Sacrament meeting when the focus was on Jesus and His atoning sacrifice for us, I felt the Spirit of the Lord, but when I mentioned this to my Bishop, he rebuked me by saying that because of my probation and inability to partake in Sacrament, it was not possible for me to feel the Spirit. In disillusionment, I left the LDS Church and everything that had to do with Christianity, but God in His Grace drew me to the REAL Jesus, and I have found the joy and freedom in a personal relationship with Him without the control of authoritarian religion. Read Scott’s Story out of Mormonism.

Daniel S – In my 56 years as a Mormon, I raised four beautiful children, born into the covenant, served a mission in South America, served as a Stake Missionary 3 times, a Stake Mission President, an Elders Quorum President 3 times, a High Council member for 7 years with responsibility for the Bishop’s Store House and Dry Pack Cannery, a Scout Master, a Financial Clerk, a Membership Clerk, Ward Mission Leader, and an Executive Secretary. With my knowledge of the “Scriptures,” I was in demand by the fulltime missionaries because I could usually persuade any prospective convert to accept the “validity” of the Mormon viewpoint, but it all began to fall apart when I discovered that DNA proved the Native Americans emigrated from Asia, NOT Jerusalem. With the Book of Mormon disproved, I didn’t know what to do… Read Daniel S’s Story out of Mormonism.

Glenn – The following is my story of how I was saved out of Mormonism. I was raised as a Mormon and lived it for about 35 years before I met the real Jesus Christ and discovered what true Christianity is all about. It is my hope that someone might benefit from my experience, recognize Mormonism as the false belief system that it is, and come out to find the true Lord and Savior. Read Glenn’s Story out of Mormonism and into Christ.

Bob B – The Youngest Bishop in England – Converting to the Mormon Church at the youthful age of 18, I was passionate to serve my Lord Jesus Christ and the Father through many various “callings” in the LDS Church. As time passed, so did the culture of Mormonism settling within me. I married a lovely lady in the LDS Church. We went to the Temple to be sealed for time and eternity, and we started a family, which eventually became 3 boys and 3 girls. All my time, money, energy and interests were centred around the Church. It seemed to be pretty good, but was it really? I had been having some concerns and questions about the Church’s teachings and policies and by this time, I was also called to be a Bishop at the age of 23. Despite writing them down in a 20-page letter and directly handing it to my Stake President, no one sat down to seriously address them. The truth is (though I did not know it then), they had no better idea on how to answer my questions than I did. Read Bob B’s Story out of Mormonism.

Bonnie – I grew up in many Protestant Christian churches, but I was not taught God’s Word. When the Mormon missionaries answered my questions with the Bible, I was intrigued. I soon joined the Church and married a returned Mormon missionary. My dreams were shattered when the man I married turned out to be a pathological liar, an abuser, an alcoholic and a womanizer, sleeping with over 300 women in the 8 years we were married. Even after my divorce, I remained active in the church for a while, until the Lord opened my eyes and I found the REAL Jesus. Read Bonnie’s Story Out of Mormonism.

Lavonne – My journey began as a young girl being raised by a mother that loved me but didn’t know how to show it. I lived a life of sin seeking to be loved and accepted, longing for a family of my own. I was attending beauty school at 19 years of age, seeking to better my life when I first heard of Mormons. I began taking the missionary discussions. What I was taught then was NOT what I know now. What started out as my love for Jesus, and what I thought was His love for me, turned into a continuous struggle to try to be good enough through a series of rules to earn this love and acceptance that I first experienced. I was no longer free. It wasn’t until I and my family were set free in Christ that we learned what true love is. Read Lavonne’s Story Out of Mormonism.

I joined the Mormon Church in December of 1964 at 18 years of age. Unlike many converts, I was looking for God a year before I contacted the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (LDS) and asked their Missionaries to come and teach me. I was what they call "a golden contact" because I was already reading the Bible, but now, I was able to read and study the Mormon scriptures (The Book of Mormon, The Pearl of Great Price and the Doctrine and Covenants).

I was extremely diligent and earnest in serving the LDS Church. I accepted various 'Callings' (unpaid jobs in the Church) and since I attended a Branch of the Church (smaller than a Ward), I had many opportunities to teach and preach. Along with my developing understanding of the Mormon Faith -- that is, the understanding the Church was willing to permit me and all other members to have, I was also beginning to develop a personal relationship with Christ and God the Father.

Rocky was born a sixth generation Mormon and brought up in the faith. His father and mother were “Temple Mormons,” being married in the Logan, Utah Temple. Rocky lived in the Western part of the USA until he enlisted in the Navy in 1973.

Helen was born in a non-church attending family and met Rocky in the summer of 1979. Helen was neither a Christian, nor an atheist. She simply didn't know or care one way or another if there was or wasn't a God.

Rocky was a member of his ship's rodeo team and most of their dating revolved around rodeos and bull riding. Rocky took Helen with him to Phoenix on a trip to pick up a new truck and Helen was literally thrown out of his parents’ house because she was not a Mormon. This began Helen's introduction to Mormonism.

I was in my early 20’s, honorably discharged from the Navy, happily married, and had my first child. My husband and I were living away from home and we soon clicked with another young couple that lived next door. We learned that they were LDS. Until that time, the only exposure I had to Mormons had been Donnie and Marie Osmond, who had a weekly TV program during the 70’s.

My wife and I were lifelong members in the LDS Church. We both were born and raised within the comforts and values of Mormonism philosophy. I achieved the Eagle Scout rank in the LDS scouting program. I served a mission among the Navajo Native American people on their reservation in the greater southwestern United States. It was there I began to seriously question what my purpose was among these people for the Church… excuse me, for God. My wife went to college on a volleyball scholarship while I was away serving the Lord. When I returned home from an honorable mission, I met my wife at a Church sponsored young adult dance. We soon fell in love and got married within 6 to 9 months after returning from my mission. We were sealed in the Seattle Temple for all time and eternity as husband and wife. It wasn’t long and we were on our way to raising a family of 5 children of our own. We were the prime example of the perfect family following the perfect course for eternal happiness and Godly rewards that awaited us. We were admired by the members of the ward, and radiated the love and dedication expected from every LDS family in the Church. Each of our natural families were also looked up to and admired within the community Church circles for their prior dedication and steadfastness in the gospel. We both came from large LDS families and fit the LDS profile to a “T”. We were everything an LDS family was to look like, act like, and be. It was all we’d ever known as it was our way of life.

I am an average male who was born into the Mormon Church. I was baptized in 1951 at the age of 8 by my next-door neighbor in California. He later became my Stake President who sent me on my mission. My father never became a member, but he allowed my mother who was a member to take my brother and me to the LDS Church. Since it was a fun place to go and I had friends there, I went and fully embraced the Church. Instead of going on a mission at age 19, I had to wait 2 extra years to talk my father into allowing me to go. My mother was the catalyst, challenging him until he relented.

I was born and raised in Portland, OR. The city of Portland is not the most religious of cities and in fact it was in that area of America that I encountered more atheism and apathy toward God than at any other place in my life. I should know, for I was once a self-avowed atheist.

My family was not particularly religious either, with the exception of my mother who was Russian Orthodox and a born-again Christian. She had been led to the Lord early in her life and as a small child she would read the Bible to my sister and I and pray with us. I still have memories of her watching over me as I prayed with her own eyes closed. I often wonder if she was just listening or if she was also praying.

When I was 32 months old my family was involved in a horrendous auto accident. My mother was killed. My father, my brother and I survived this accident. This happened on my younger brother’s first birthday. It was very difficult for my father as he was then left with two little boys to take care of alone. He moved in with his parents and leaned on them for emotional support for the next few years.

About three years after the tragedy, Dad met a nice lady through a mutual friend and very soon proposed marriage to her. She accepted and they drove to Arizona and were married one weekend. When they returned from Arizona, we continued to live with my grandparents for about two years until we were able to construct a home of our own. We then became a family and my brother and I were very comfortable with our new mother because she was really the only mother we could remember as we were growing up.

I was born in Utah and raised in both Utah and New Mexico. In the 1950’s and 1960’s, LDS (Mormon) Missionaries came to the Navajo reservations teaching their Mormon faith and indoctrinating Navajo parents with their idea that “Families are Forever.” A program was developed that sent Navajo children to foster families in Utah who would give them a year of education at school as well as teach them the tenants of the Mormon religion. This program was called, “The Lamanite Placement Program,” named after the “Lamanite” people in the Book of Mormon who the Mormons claim are the principle ancestors of Native American Indians.

For the majority of my life on earth, I have been around the LDS Church. My father was born and raised Mormon and his family has deep roots in Mormonism dating back to the Brigham Young days. I remember my grandmother’s stories of her family’s journey from back east to the Salt Lake Valley. Although we did attend Church occasionally for special Sundays like Easter, I was inactive from the Church for most of my youth. When I was 13, my Father decided that his family needed to have the Word of God in the home, so he turned to Mormonism — the only religion he really knew and the only one I was familiar with as well.

An Eastern proverb states that “Devastation Exfoliates Providential Efficacy.” It was likewise, through devastation, that I found the humility and sheer confusion sufficient to shake me loose from the grip of doctrinal perception I’d known my whole life. My view of God and His grace had been formed by the doctrines of Mormonism.

I was a fifth generation member of the RLDS faction of Mormonism (now called Community of Christ). Every childhood memory was formed in a home-life of deep commitment to the teachings of the Book of Mormon. My great-great-grandfather was converted to the church in the latter half of the 19th century and later rose to the office of Apostle. I therefore grew up with the experiences of a family history that validated and reinforced my faith.

From a very young age, I felt as though I was a mistake and unwanted. My parents were always fighting with each other, whether it was over going to church or money or my dad’s drinking habit. When I was three years old, I remember going into my parent’s room where I saw my dad hit my mom in a fight. That night while he was working, she packed our things and took us to stay with a man, whom I later learned was a leader in the Mormon church (a Bishop). We lived with him and his family for a little bit, until my mom gave in and listened to the bishop and we went back to live with my dad.

LA VONNE - My journey into Mormonism and then Finally Freedom in Christ!

It is interesting how patterns repeat themselves and either pulls one into a false religion or maintains that false religion if they happen to be born into it. People are creatures of habit and will often mindlessly repeat patterns without searching out the choices they make. This is contrary to the teachings of Jesus Christ, he tells us through His Word the Bible to search and test all things. As you listen to my journey look for the repeated patterns until truth set me free.

My journey began as a young girl being raised by a mother that loved me but didn’t know how to show it. She did not have God in her life and so did not know how to guide me to follow God’s will in my life. She was very controlling and often had rules that didn’t make any sense. Rules like you cannot wear jeans or eat certain foods. Her many marriages would cause me to feel excluded and unloved. Her ridiculously strict rules would eventually cause me to seek freedom outside of her control at an unprepared and early age.

My Mormon heritage goes all the way back to Joseph Smith. My genealogy crosses his genealogy. My beginnings were in a small town in Idaho. I went to church in an old stone building across the street from my house. Sundays were fun hearing stories about Jesus and getting a gold star on my forehead. We had a big family and lots of friends, all Mormon. I have fond memories of friendships and social gatherings.

When I was about six years old I was with my Grandmother Lucy in the basement of that old Mormon Church in Rigby, Idaho. Grandma was talking to another woman about Jesus Christ. I wanted to know more and kept bugging her with questions. She took the time to tell me about Jesus dying on the cross for all of our sins and if we pray to Him and thank Him for His gift, He will be the constant friend by our side and we can live in Heaven.

As a child I attended a Baptist elementary school K-6 and attended church there as well. I continued attending Christian churches until I was a young adult at which time I was introduced to the Latter-day Saints (LDS) religion.

I was drawn to the LDS religion because they had answers to the questions I was asking. Their answers were logical and something I could wrap my life around. The religion was very structured and that suited my personality quite well.

As a natural born "wanna be," I climbed the LDS ladder as quickly as they would allow. My husband and I were sealed in the temple one year after our baptism. For at least 13 of my 15 years as a Mormon, I carried and regularly used my temple recommend. At one point, I even served as the Stake Young Women's President.

I was born to parents who had converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I was raised as a Mormon in a non-Mormon environment in rural Kansas. This presented many challenges including the exclusion from most activities that were not comprised of Mormon participants. I was thoroughly rehearsed in the mantra of defending the Church, its doctrines, and its leaders long before my mandatory baptism at age eight. I was never given the opportunity to compare my beliefs with other beliefs or to investigate other viewpoints. I was taught to “know” these things were “true,” because it was the prescribed process of indoctrination, now referred to by neuroscientists and psychological experts as “brainwashing” or “mind control.”

I grew up in a splinter group of Mormonism called the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (also known as the Community of Christ or RLDS). At age 14, I was baptized into this church, but I was not saved at that time because being baptized into a church and being “born again” are not the same thing.

The RLDS splintered off of Mormonism when Brigham Young took the Mormons to Utah after the death of LDS (Mormon) founder, Joseph Smith, Jr. This group refused to follow Young and took Joseph Smith’s son (Joseph Smith III) to be its leader. Up until 1996 when the last male descendent of Joseph Smith, Jr. died, they had not ceased to have one of his descendents serve as president and prophet of the group.

I was born in Salt Lake City, Utah and raised in the Mormon faith. I was ordained to the Aaronic priesthood of the Mormon Church, but in my later teens, I stopped going to the Church. I left because of certain fallacies in their teachings on the power of the priesthoods they claim to posses, and on account of the poor way they treat Mormons who do not live up to their standards.

For many years, I believed that I didn't need God in my life, but yet I still considered myself a Mormon. In 1997, I decided to reconsider having God in my life, but due to my past memories of the Mormon Church, I chose to start my search for the truth about God and what He had to offer, outside of the Mormon religion. Over the next couple of years, my search led me down many paths (including self-help books). Yet, I was unable to fill the emptiness that was inside of me.

My journey into Mormonism began when I was very young... I grew up in Protestant churches – Baptist, Methodist and Presbyterian, to be specific. Although we were in church every Sunday, I don’t remember really being taught God’s word by anyone at any church. I also was not getting any teaching at home.... In fact, although my parents were staunch “church goers”, I don’t recall them ever using God’s word to guide me in any way whatsoever. As a result, when I got to my senior year in college and started feeling a need to understand God, I didn’t have any foundation to draw on. When I finally became desperate for answers, I made appointments with five Protestant pastors and one Catholic priest in hopes of getting answers, but not one of those men opened a Bible in my presence and said anything like, ”This is what God’s Word tells us.”

So it’s no wonder that when I ran into some Mormon missionaries and they had instant and very confident answers (although a bit odd sounding!) to my questions, using the Bible to answer me, that I became intrigued. Six months later, I became engaged to a young Mormon returned missionary and slid quite easily into joining his church.

As a former Mormon Bishop and member of the Church for over 32 years, I have come to know the Lord Jesus Christ. He had placed before my wife and I five years of spiritual and emotional trials, so that we may better know His grace.

The most enlightening and rewarding action a member of the Mormon Faith can do is precisely what they have been told to do: “Study the Restored Gospel of Jesus Christ and the teachings of the Prophets of the Restoration”. From my personal family experience, one of the most dangerous elements of coming to know that the LDS Church is false, and certainly the most treacherous long-term effect of this knowledge, is the thought that, if I was wrong about the LDS Faith, is it possible that I have also been deceived by Christianity itself? I know the discouraging and depressing fear well from considering that as I had been so thoroughly deceived, maybe I encouraged the deception by my own deep desire for it to be true.